Betsy and I are delighted to let you know that we’ll be closing this blog pretty soon.

Don’t worry, dear reader/s, you haven’t done anything – Betsy and I were honoured to spend time with you at the Anywhere Family Chosen Festival and we’re just keen now to consolidate some electronic territory. We’ve loved sharing words here with each other and with you! Thank you for your comments on works in draft and curiousity and compliments on works performed and polished!

Perhaps you’d consider following Betsy’s blog at or mine at We both blog regularly, about a range of topics, sharing words and muse on life from time to time. We also share an online portfolio as The Belles of Hell at where you can find out a bit about our previous and upcoming collaborations.

Thank you to everyone who has been a reader, a follower, a commenter, a champion and a friend – both She Stole My Every Rock and Roll and Chosen Family are projects that Betsy and I are enormously proud of and have valued the feedback and response that our audiences have honoured us with. We look forward to sharing more poetry with you in the future and only managing five motherfreakingblogs. Because, honestly, sometimes you can get just a little too connected for words. Literally.

We’ll give you a week or so to update your links, but if we miss you, know that you were warmly farewelled, like a loved one from the shore, waving to the departing cruiseship, streamers and champagne splashing all about.

By Eleanor Jackson

Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.

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